When I started feeling a little claustrophobic, I headed out back...but I quickly found junk, junk, junk, and more junk.
To me, it wasn't fun to have to dig to find things. I mean, on one hand it was kind of like looking for hidden treasure...on the other hand I kept wondering if the tetus shot I had when I was a little kid would still work after all these years. Not worth it to me, so I moved along down the road to the next antique shop which was much more visually pleasing. 8)
This store had everything categorized by items:
And this snazzy red child's bicycle that I almost bought! They had something for everyone whether a fasion diva or a cat lover. Yes, that's right-a cat lover. Check out this sweet poster!Want to know what I ended up taking home with me? Well, that's another post. Stay tuned.